That is completely different from the so-called "art of great judgment" made public by the Holy See, in the public information of the Holy See, the killing of Gangneel, and the demon breaking of Longinus are both the art of the Great Judgment, but in the core secrets of the Holy See, these two kinds of magic can only be regarded as "ordinary attacks".

The Divine Cult is the art of great judgment, and its positioning is below the forbidden spell, the strongest magic!

Yinchen disappeared with his team of two hundred people, and Uncle Zhao Guang regained his sight with the soft light of the Night Pearl, but in front of him, the first thing was the bad news that a thousand brothers had disappeared silently.

It was like a huge lightsaber dropped by the gods, not just a commodity, but a spell with some mysterious power that no mortal mortal could comprehend. It is not an evil art, because any evil art does not have the terrifying power to change the heavens, it can only be a spell, a heavenly punishment from the gods.

"Holy Lord, please take all the sealing doors and go in pursuit!" Tianzhi knelt down in front of Uncle Zhao Guang, and said with an extremely sincere expression, and Uncle Zhao Guang, who was in shock, took a lot of effort to figure out the various implications behind Tianzhi's words. The original dark green eyes slowly came down, like a flame of hope, and the flame was extinguished in the chest.

"No need...... Uncle Zhao Guang said decadently: "That person has the power of heavenly support, what can we do even if we stop him in front of him......

"That's just an illusion!" said Tianzhi firmly, "We don't have the divine soldiers who forcibly teleport others...... That silver dust may have a spiritual weapon or something......"

His words were like fuel, which made the fire in Uncle Zhao Guang's eyes brighten up a lot, Uncle Zhao Guang turned his face and looked at the palace lamp behind Concubine Jing who was sitting on the side with some distraction, and the golden soft light from the palace lamp was reflected in his dark green pupils, and it turned into two small yellow-green flames. He nodded heavily: "Yes, there is no way, if you let that person take out the Soul Refining Mountain...... What else can we do except defeat the southern hinterland? Soul Refining Mountain is only a skyless distance away from Pershing, and according to guarding here, the Forbidden City is within reach, and when we reach the south, everything may be separated forever between heaven and man. ”

"Please also ask the Holy One to make a decision immediately...... Although that person has escaped from sight, there is only one way from top to bottom in Soul Refining Mountain......" God knew that he was prostrate down, and the sincerity in his tone was slowly eroded by the anger of revenge.

"Let's go!" Uncle Zhao Guang waved his hand hopefully, whether he was holding on or really regaining his confidence, he was full of confidence at this time. Uncle Zhao Guang knew that he couldn't fall, once he fell, his cottages, blocking doors, and even Chongwang's Mansion would be completely turned into ashes under cruel totalitarianism, as a "king", he would never tolerate this kind of thing, as soon as he died, ten thousand people would be buried, on the Fengyuan Continent, this was the biggest insult to the king, at least the kings in the southern country thought so.

Including silver dust.

【Fengdu Soul Refining Mountain, Mountain Road】

The rainstorm was still falling, and the east was slowly lit up with fish belly white, and silver dust's hands lit up with blue and gold runes, and the two combined into a small, silver-blue print.

He tugged at the reins.

The man behind him stopped.

Silver Dust looked back and saw that there were at least five heads hanging from each person's saddle, like spare cannonballs, and the blood stained the lower part of the saddle black and red.

He smiled with satisfaction, these people, all of them are brilliant, you must know that in a battle, the most powerful Black Feather Army and the most fearless Jianzhou Nuer Death Battalion are only an average of five heads, in the ancient world without machine guns, the efficiency of killing people is like this anyway, after all, it is impossible for a heavily armed enemy to close his eyes in front of you and wait for death, in a ping-pong military rush, ninety-nine percent of the movements of ninety-nine percent of the people are blocking the sharp metal that the enemy slashes over.

The battle between the army and the army is not protected by the rules of duel, and there is no hope of staggering and breaking the defense.

"Okay, you're doing well today, so that's it. Silver Dust said as if he was tired of playing the game, the print on his hand vanished, and the golden door slowly opened behind him that devoured the form and the hope of the enemy.

Light and water, synthesize space-time.

"My lord!" Wu Chang roared, but he heard the voices of 199 people other than himself sounding at the same time, and the roars of 200 people were like a mountain roaring tsunami, mixed with how many life and death were parting. These 200 people used to be the world's despised soldiers, wearing forbidden army chain mail, in front of the noble miscellaneous servants, everyone practiced a good hand of building buildings and pasting walls, raising chickens and feeding dogs, but they just can't fight, when they patrol the city wall every day, most of them are to cope with errands, or simply exercise, eat after meals, there is never any life and death, national righteousness, and even the loyalty of a soldier is almost not possessed. It was Silver Dust that woke them up from their state of self-denial, it was Silver Dust, in the name of [Xiao], who sublimated them from a group of gangsters wearing chain mail to the SS of the Empire, Li Min's Marine Corps, Silver Dust taught them why to fight, why to prepare for war, why to wear heavy chain mail every day to hone their killing skills, Silver Dust made them start from respecting themselves, and gradually establish the dignity and glory of a soldier.

That's why they're so willing to sign the demon contract, they're not afraid to give anything, because all they can do is give a dog's life. Although they are all so-called nobles, but their family is not much different from the poorest beggars, they used to be mostly prodigals, gamblers, losers in aristocratic families, wanderers, and even people who have been expelled from the door, relying on a noble title, entering the forbidden army, becoming a member of the country's already seriously bloated infantry system, they have long been in the eyes of the world in the contempt of self-denial, even self-destruction, before the arrival of silver dust, ninety percent of the people drank heavily, the remaining one percent smoked opium, they had longed for glory and dignity to the point of despair, and when a promise that could be respected by the world was placed in front of them, they, really even their ancestors can be betrayed.

All of them knew that this glory, Silver Dust could give them, but the Spirit Emperor could not give it to them.

None of them dared to say that they were still loyal to the Spirit Emperor, but all of them dared to pat their chests and promise that when the northerners came to attack, they would definitely charge ahead!

It can be seen from the process of "suppressing the rebellion" that they cut off so many people's heads just to prevent Uncle Zhao Guang, a thief, from slipping out and harming the great rivers and mountains of the empire - July and August were the time when the peasants were busy with life! At this time, war was directly equivalent to famine!

So they roared, roaring at the chance to escape, they didn't want to die on the battlefield, they just didn't want to separate themselves from the silver dust.

In this dark night, on the Lianhu Mountain, which was completely controlled by the enemy, the silver dust was the banner of their forbidden hussars, an iron-blooded army could have no reinforcements, no ammunition, but the flag must not be lost.

"I still have another mission ordered by the Spirit Emperor, and this mission is only completed by me......" Endless clouds flowed through the silver pupils, and all kinds of things in the face of the demon glass appeared in his mind, and he was slow for a while, so that the thirteen monks paid the price of their lives, such a lesson must be learned.

Silver Dust knows the limits of his abilities, he can kill many people in an instant, but he can't protect many people all the time, when his magic shield can really work, it can only protect the whole of three people, including himself, and the enchantment with depleted uranium armor-like defense can only be fixed in a certain place. After all, he was not a priest of discipline, but a magician.

"My lord, think twice!" The voices of the two hundred people sounded again, but at this time, Yinchen had no time to explain in detail, because in the distance, the light of the lamp and the sparse human voice had already come, and it was obvious that Uncle Zhao Guang's people had also discovered them.

Silver Dust and the two hundred men behind him knew that no matter how brave the two hundred were, they would not be able to defeat the six thousand.

"I now command you, in my capacity as a standard, to leave immediately. Yinchen indifferently pointed to the portal behind him: "Go to the Spirit Emperor to receive the reward, leave me alone, I will be fine, it is impossible to kill Luo Yuan, let alone Uncle Zhao Guang." His last sentence may have had a persuasive effect, causing the captains to bow their heads.

......

When Tianzhi and his people rushed down the mountain road, all they saw was the slowly closing light gate.

Under the gate of light, the silver boy stood tall on horseback.

"Why don't you go?" God knew a little strange, more of a little uneasy, he felt that the person in front of him seemed to have been freed from some kind of sealed state, from a human to a demon.

"There's no need for those people to follow me to death?" said Silverdust with a sneer, as he pulled several broken chains and a broken blade from the package behind the saddle.

Tianzhi's face turned green, and he reached out and pulled out an ordinary scythe from his back.

Silver Dust held up the broken Death Scythe in his hand to him, and there were no runes on Silver Silver's hands, as if he did not use magic power, but the blades and chains in his hands slowly changed in the frightened eyes of Tianzhi, turning into two short swords with chains.

That is to kill the Ice Moon.

There was not the slightest aura on the reborn Ice Moon, just a pair of short swords that were sharp enough, and Silver Dust put these two short swords into the shriveled bag behind his back as a backup for launching the forbidden spell. Then he rode up to the middle of the mountain path.

"I told you a long time ago that the emperor is not here, and I have no scruples, and you still bring so many people to die generously? Silver Dust's gaze didn't lock on anyone, as if the strength of the 3,200-strong army was just a joke to him. He also has a heavy Gangfeng circling around his body, and he looks like he is just an ordinary good player. Five zhang away in front of him, God knew that he was standing on his horse, and the army behind him slowly stopped, and sure enough, in terms of orders and prohibitions, he was not as good as the hussars of Silver Dust.

"Hehe, you're at the end of your rope now, and you're still telling this seat?" God knew stubbornly, the hook and sickle in his hand glowed blue and red under the light of the horse lamp, obviously a good iron base, with some kind of scattered element poison.

"I really don't know what kind of desperate person would let his men go and leave them alone. Silver Dust's eyes flashed with a strange light, not wind and snow, but more like some kind of undetectable fog, and the horse lamp in front of him emitted a very faint pale yellow light, which could not illuminate his whole body, let alone his hands that were deliberately hidden in the shadows.

Darkness, constricted into runes, and unlike other mana runes that need to be burned, when dark magic is activated, it produces a gorgeous black magic array, which is more obvious and clear in the brighter the light, and in the shadows and darkness, it is almost invisible.

The original silver palm seemed to be infected with poison and two small black magic arrays appeared, and the black six-pointed star was like the battle emblem of the Jewish extremist organization, exuding the evil black glow of barbaric colonialism, darkness, that is, deformation.

"I can understand that you just want to hide alone, waiting for an opportunity to disadvantage the saints...... I think that a person like you, who is extremely vicious and has no moral conscience, is not qualified to work under the Holy One. Tianzhi said coldly, his tone was full of high-minded moral kidnapping, like a fanatical believer in the White Left Virgin, but the transparent wind emitted from his body was still mixed with endless ghost howls, still chaotic and dirty.

"I can't afford to climb that saint of yours. Silver Dust said, and two black clouds appeared from his hands like a sneak attack, one left and one right flew past Tianzhi's side, silently falling into the soldiers behind him, and then silently exploded into two black shadows

Everywhere the shadows pass, the metal becomes a ghost.

Sharp barbs grew on the chain mail, piercing the flesh like a sword blade, and metal wires like tentacles grew on the weapon, quietly climbing up the neck, tightening the throat, the war horse under the crotch was infected by the darkness, the wide horse's mouth grew bloodthirsty sharp teeth, the nostrils expanded, and the fangs stretched out from the inside, and a row of bony swords grew on the horse's back, piercing the mountain bandits above twice, under the belly, stretched out bone wings with holes, and the four hooves became hook claws, and then stood upright, disrupting the horse team. The mutated horse shook the sonorous bone spurs all over its body, flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, and in the black night sky, it quickly shrunk and withered into a gargoyle falling from the sky, tearing apart the crowd below that had not yet reacted with its sharp claws.

However, all these attacks were only one of the servants, and after the attack was blocked by Gangfeng or tore some unlucky egg apart, the black gargoylee immediately turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Black Magic: Petrified Transformation.

Tianzhi's face turned green directly: "You dare to sneak attack! You still use evil methods! Are you not afraid of thunder and thunder in the sky!"

"Heaven will allow me to do this, otherwise why do you think I can attack so far? You don't look at me and the people behind you, at least six feet away...... What I mean by my sneak attack on you is to let you quickly dismiss your men to defend the imperial army surrounded by the Iron Spike. ”